THE NEW GIRL

THE NEW GIRL

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Sitting in Chemistry, Grace ignored the hushed whispers of her classmates. She snapped out of her daydream and was forced to confront reality. "Miss Summers? You really should be listening class, we have a test next week!" The aging teacher informed them, "so do you have an answer Miss Summers? Or will you need to stay after class?". She'd heard mumbles of people around her that there would be a new girl: Charlotte Adams.
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Olivia West is a typical teenage girl. She has a group of awesome friends, a pretty face and a liking for boys. There is a new guy in school, and he is causing a lot of talk between Olivia and her friends. Fights will go down, rumors will be spread and friendships will be lost. The one question is, who will stay with Olivia until the end? Sneak peek: "How could you do this to me?" I scream at him, tears running down my face. Jack rubs his forehead. "Olivia, I told you, it was a mistake. A huge mistake. I still love you!" he says urgently. I smile cruelly, despite my crying. "Well, Jack, maybe you should of though of that before you went and cheated on me". He looks at me sadly. "I will only love you" he says quietly. I run a hand through my hair, another wave of tears coming on. "Don't call me beautiful then pour yourself into the arms of someone more beautiful" I say. Jack takes a step towards me. "Olivia", he says putting his hand on my shoulder, "there is no one more beautiful". My heart skips a beat, as if for a moment, time has been re-winded back to a time where he made me feel special. The feeling is brief.

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